How to survive in the wasteland of human cubs

Is this going to clean me up later?

Yan Bubu took a bath with a feeling of uneasiness, and he was no longer that dirty look, but a beautiful little boy with white skin and big eyes.

Feng Chen checked him over and found two scratches on his ears, and a few abrasions on the back of his hands and elbows. Although they were not serious, he applied some medicine for fear of infection.

Yan Bubu was not scolded all this time, and he became more courageous, and began to narrate the scene just now vividly.

"In this way, he just hugged Binunu like this, and I went to grab it, and then he pushed me away." He learned the action of fighting with the little fat man, "I didn't fight back, and I didn't chant the spell, after all, although he hates Binunu , very bad, but not... not..."

Yan Bubu really didn't know how to describe it, so he thought for a while before continuing: "He's a kid, if I recite the incantation, he should die, so I didn't recite it."

Feng Chen lifted the lid of the lunch box and handed the spoon to Yan Bubu: "Eat, I will teach you a little self-defense after eating."

"Ah? What is self-defense?"

Feng Chen thought for a while and said, "I'll teach you how to fight that fat man and how to beat him."

"What, what? Teach me to fight?" Yan Bubu was so shocked that he almost dropped the spoon in his hand, and his mouth was opened wide, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Feng Chen glanced at him: "Don't you want to beat him?"

"I think." Yan Bubu nodded heavily, and then asked hesitantly, "But won't you be angry if I fight with the kids?"

"If you are bullied and you can't beat me, I will be angry." Feng Chen said.

Yan Bubu observed Feng Chen's expression, and after confirming that what he said was true, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears: "Brother, you are so kind, I really like you so much, I have to serve you forever—"

"Shut up! I won't teach you any more."

"Okay, I shut up, I shut up."

After a while.

Feng Chen tapped the lunch box with a spoon: "Shut up means to make you stop talking, not to make you stop eating."

"Oh, I know."

After dinner, Feng Chen began to teach Yan Bubu self-defense.Although Yan Bubu is young and weak, even if he learns self-defense moves, it won't have much effect, but he should still be able to deal with the same children.

"If he grabs your chest, get out from his armpit and trip his calf with your feet. Pay attention to this movement, don't look around."

After Feng Chen taught him a few times, he asked Yan Bubu to do the trick in his hands.

Yan Bubu always couldn't learn to turn around and kick back. Feng Chen was able to speak well at first, but then he lost his patience and began to yell loudly.

"I just said that you stumbled after getting out. What do you mean when you stumbled and then got out? Your strength is very different. If he sees your movements, can you still succeed?"

"Have a good attitude and don't scratch your face all the time."

"Don't look at me so pitifully, it's useless, I tell you, it's useless."

"Wrong again, I want to open your brain and see what's inside."

Yan Bubu practiced very seriously, but his limbs were always a little clumsy. Seeing that he was working so hard, Feng Chen couldn't bear it, so he put some water in and finally made him succeed once.

"I succeeded, I succeeded!" Yan Bubu was still jumping up and down happily, with sweat still on his forehead.

There was also a slight smile on Feng Chen's face: "Let's do it like this today, and continue to practice in the future. If that kid makes trouble again, you can deal with him like this."

Full of confidence, Yan Bubu picked up the remaining half of corn and gnawed it hard: "If he messes with me again, I'll knock out all his teeth, and then pull his ears and make him lose his teeth, hahahaha... …ah--"

Before he could finish laughing, he opened his mouth and suddenly stopped moving.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chen asked.

Yan Bubu stared at him in horror, and pointed to his mouth.

Feng Chen took a closer look, and hissed lightly: "I lost a tooth, and another lower tooth fell out. But it's okay, the upper teeth are almost growing."

The next day, Yan Bubu didn't sleep in, he got up when Feng Chen got up, and went to the water room to wash up.

Feng Chen was working in the plantation today, so he could have breakfast and lunch in the plantation, so Yan Bubu said goodbye to him, watched his figure disappear behind the elevator, and went to the dining hall alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the dining hall, he saw the person he least wanted to see.

Enemies were extremely jealous when they met each other, Little Fatty and Yan Bubu lined up in their respective teams, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Because both of them lost their teeth, and thought that they had lost more teeth than the other, they didn't quarrel with each other, doing the kind of thing that kills eight hundred enemies and hurts one thousand.They just stared at each other in silence, filling the air in the canteen with a strong smell of gunpowder.

It wasn't until it was time to cook that Yan Bubu looked away and handed over the lunch box to swipe his credit card.The credit points for picking Lishi yesterday also arrived in the account, he looked at the five extra points in the balance, turned around, and smiled from ear to ear with his back to the little fat man.

But when he finished his meal and came to Lishi Mine to continue working, he met the little fat man again.

Yan Bubu grabbed the satchel that contained Binunu, but the little fat man didn't look at him, he just shook the bamboo sieve in his hand decently, looking for Lishi in the ore.

Yan Bubu looked at him suspiciously for several times, and finally confirmed that he was not here to find fault, but was also working here.

Since everyone is a worker, Yan Bubu no longer cares about him, went to the person in charge to get a bamboo sieve, picked a place farthest from the little fat man, separated by a pile of mines, and started squatting down to pick the sieve. stone.

Although he didn't put Binunu in front of him today, he was very lucky. After more than an hour, he found a Lishi stone from the crushed ore, and then found another one before eating at noon.

And the little fat man sifted through the broken ore all morning, but he didn't find half of it.

Continuing after lunch, Yan Bubu concentrated on sifting Lishi. In the afternoon, he was unlucky. It was not until the person in charge informed everyone to stop work that he caught a flash of light in the crushed ore.

He fiddled with the crushed ore with his fingers in surprise, not noticing that the little fat man was passing by him, and when he saw the bright star in the bamboo sieve, his eyes lit up.

Yan Bubu picked up the Lishi carefully, and just about to stand up, a hand stretched out from the side, snatching the Lishi from his hand.

He turned around in astonishment, and saw the little fat man was about to leave holding his Lishi.

"It's you scoundrel again!" Yan Bubu was angry from the heart, and rushed forward with a loud cry.

The little fat man raised Lishi high with one hand, and pushed Yan Bubu with the other.He was tall and strong, and Yan Bubu couldn't reach his hand, and he couldn't get close because of being pushed.

"This is the Lishi I picked just now, what are you going to grab?" The little fat man was still acting like a rascal yesterday.

Yan Bubu couldn't touch Lishi, so he decided to use the self-defense technique Feng Chen taught him last night, and also shouted angrily: "You've offended me, you're finished."

As soon as the words fell, he flashed to the side, walked around behind the little fat man, and at the same time stretched out his feet to hook his calf.

After Yan Bubu practiced all night, he also memorized it in his heart during the day, and this move turned out to be extremely flexible.The little fat man only felt that the figure in front of him disappeared, and the next moment he felt pain in his calf.

After Yan Bubu hooked that thick left leg, he waited for the little fat man to fall, but he was as stable as a rock, his legs seemed to be born in the ground, not to mention falling, he didn't even move a bit .

Huh?

Check again.

No.

I tick again.

The little fat man lowered his head slowly, looked at the little round foot wearing sneakers, and said through gritted teeth: "You actually kicked me, you provoked me, you are finished."

The next moment, the two wrestled together again, rolling around on the ground, Yan Bubu's self-defense skills were useless.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Chen took off his heat-resistant clothing in the elevator as usual, and immediately looked at the big rock through the iron bars, and finally saw the waiting little figure.

It's just that as the elevator slid down, the figure didn't raise its head as usual, looking behind the iron bars, but drooped its head, with frustration written all over its body.

Yan Bubu heard the stop of the elevator, but he didn't look up or move until the familiar pair of black outdoor shoes appeared in his sight.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chen's voice sounded.

Yan Bubu slowly raised his head to look at Feng Chen, his eyes were full of grievances: "I'm sorry, I lost again."

Feng Chen paused, and asked, "Did you use the trick I taught you?"

"Use it, but it's too heavy, I can't trip him." Yan Bubu's tears rolled out, and he gestured while crying, "Look, I just hooked like this, but I can't hook... "

He didn't cry during the fight just now, but seeing Feng Chen now, he couldn't hold back the sadness anymore.

Feng Chen stepped forward, smoothed his messy hair from the fight with his fingers, and asked, "Is he still pulling your hair?"

"Yeah, it's ridiculous." Yan Bubu nodded.

"Then you didn't tease him?"

"I pulled it too, but his hair is too short, I... I can't catch it." Yan Bubu cried out.

Yan Bubu was even more embarrassed today than yesterday, not only had scratches on his ears, but also a few black and blue fingerprints on his neck, holding the cloth bag containing Binunu, he looked extremely pitiful.

Feng Chen touched those fingerprints with his fingers, a fire was burning deep in his black eyes.But seeing Yan Bubu crying sadly, he just said: "It's okay, if you lose, you lose. I will teach you a new move today, and you will definitely beat him tomorrow."

"Really, really? But today's moves don't seem to be very good." Yan Bubu was a little unconfident.

Feng Chen picked him up and walked back, saying in a serious tone: "Really."

After taking a shower and having dinner, Feng Chen said he wanted to talk to Wu You about something, but Yan Bubu wanted to follow him, but he stopped him.

"What I'm talking about is a matter of work and needs to be kept secret. You can't listen to it."

Yan Bubu is also a worker now, so he said quite understandingly: "Okay, since we are talking about work, then I won't go, but you should come back soon."

"Well, soon."

Feng Chen went out, but instead of looking for Wu You, he went directly to the elevator and pressed the button for the 69th floor.

The 69th floor was much more chaotic than the 65th floor. Children were chasing and fighting in the aisle. A couple was fighting from inside to outside. When Feng Chen passed the wide open door, he was almost thrown by a flying shoe. middle.

He avoided several elders and aunts dancing in the aisle, walked straight to a closed door, and knocked on the door gently.

"Who is it?" A rough voice came from the room.

Feng Chen replied: "I'm looking for Chen Wenchao's parents."

He asked someone about it today when he was farming in the plantation. The little fat man is called Chen Wenchao.His family is relatively well-known in the Hive C area, because the day he first entered the underground resettlement site, his mother tore up with others because of a fight for a spacious house. As a result, he was taken to the military building by the Western Union Army and imprisoned. , has been closed for almost a month, and it is said that it will take another half a month before it will be released.

There was no sound in the room, and no one came to open the door. Feng Chen raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

After he knocked persistently for almost half a minute, the door was finally opened, and a middle-aged man with a big arm and a round waist stood at the door, looked at him unkindly, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"Hello, I'm looking for Chen Wenchao's parents." Although Feng Chen was a head shorter than him, his expression was calm.

He had already looked over the strong man's shoulder, and saw the little fat man who was eating at the table.

"I am, what's the matter?" Father Chen replied.

Feng Chen didn't turn around, and said straight to the point: "I'm Fan Renjing's parent, your son always bullies my child, robs him of his things, and even beats him, today he got a few fingerprints on his neck, and there are scars elsewhere. "

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't bully anyone, that Kuoya lost the fight with me." Chen Wenchao jumped up and ran behind Father Chen.

Chen Wenchao usually likes to cause trouble, and some parents also sue. Father Chen always beats back.Seeing that Feng Chen who came to the door this time was only a half-grown child, he didn't take him seriously at all, so he raised his chin and said condescendingly: "Did you hear that? My son said he didn't bully anyone. Children fight each other, don't they?" Is it normal? It's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."

Father Chen was about to close the door after he finished speaking, but Feng Chen raised his hand to block the door: "Your son is lying, otherwise I will call the person in charge of the Lishi mine, he saw Chen Wenchao robbing my children's toys yesterday, And beat him."

"Dad, I didn't lie, that Binunu fell on the ground and no one wants it." Chen Wenchao hid behind Chen's father, staring at Feng Chen with a pair of eyes that looked a little small in the fat.

Chen's father expelled Feng Chen: "Let's go, don't block the door, we still have to eat."

Feng Chen still pressed his hands against the door, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see any emotion: "Parents of Chen Wenchao, you don't want to admit that Chen Wenchao bullied my children, right?"

Father Chen finally couldn't hold back his temper, and shouted angrily: "Where the hell did you come from? Are you deaf, can't you hear what my son said? He didn't beat anyone, who the hell beat you? Who are you going to find? Still snatching toys? My son has never seen any toys? If you want to blackmail people, you don’t even know who it is.

Chen's father continued to close the door while cursing, but Feng Chen blocked the door.Father Chen failed to close it twice, and after a slight doubt flashed in his heart, he stretched out his hand to push him.

But before that hand stretched out in front of him, Feng Chen had already swayed, passed behind Father Chen, and at the same time stretched out his foot to hook Father Chen's left leg.

What he used was exactly the move he taught Yan Bubu last night, but although the move was the same, the effect was completely different.Father Chen was hooked by him like this, his feet swayed, his tower-like body suddenly leaned forward, staggered a few steps, he couldn't stand still, and fell into the passage with a thud.

Father Chen was a little dazed by the fall, and only recovered after lying on the ground for a few seconds.Immediately, her face turned red, she jumped up, and punched Feng Chen: "I'll kill you, you bastard."

His punch was full of anger, fast and powerful, ready to knock Feng Chen down with one punch.He had already imagined that when his fist collided with the opponent's body, that thin body would be thrown away by him, and then land heavily in the middle of the room.

But the expected collision did not come, and the punch fell through.Just as a trace of bewilderment floated up in his mind, and he wanted to stop his forward steps, he felt his eyes darkened, his face suddenly suffered from severe pain, and at the same time he heard a muffled sound of skin and flesh colliding.

"Dad!" Chen Wenchao cried out in horror after seeing his father being punched hard in the face.

Father Chen shook his dizzy head and looked at the young man standing opposite him, not sure if the punch he received was from him.

The boy was only as tall as his chin. Although he looked tall and straight, he also had an immature frailty. He felt that he could be blown away with a single slap.He was standing in the house right now, with a calm expression and cold eyes, as if nothing had happened.

"How dare you hit my dad!" Chen Wenchao blushed, pointed at Feng Chen and yelled, "How dare you hit my dad!"

Father Chen finally confirmed that it was this young man who did the attack. He was startled and angry, and raised his fist again: "I'm going to beat you to death now."

But after yelling a word, the person still stood still and didn't rush out, only to see the figure on the opposite side flickering, with two bangs, and two punches in the face.

Father Chen was completely enraged now, like a crazy beast, punching Feng Chen frequently without hesitation.

There was only one thought in his mind, which was to knock the boy to the ground, beat him unconscious, and beat him like a dying wild dog.

In the house, the wooden cabinet was knocked over, the chair was used by Chen's father to smash people, smashed on the wall, and the whole house was in a mess.

But even so, he didn't touch half of Feng Chen's clothes.

Feng Chen slightly arched his back, fixed his eyes on Father Chen, and predicted every direction of his attack.He dodged flexibly in the house, like a springbok running through the jungle, and looked for an opportunity to punch, each punch hitting Father Chen's face.

Not long after, Father Chen's eyes were blackened, his nose was bleeding, and half of his face was swollen.

In Feng Chen's eyes, Father Chen's fists were out of order, and his figure was ridiculously clumsy. With only a brute force, he danced his fists vigorously.

Because he has not received professional training, this fist looks fierce, but it lacks speed and instant explosive power. Even the underage opponents he encountered during the training camp were stronger than the adult man in front of him.

Whoa!

Bang bang bang!

There were constant noises in the room, mixed with Father Chen's roar and Chen Wenchao's terrified cries.

After dodging for a while, Feng Chen saw the right moment and punched Father Chen head-on.

Every punch he hits the face, but he controls the strength well so as not to hurt the bones.With a scream, Father Chen covered his nose, took a few steps back, and wobbled and fell to the ground with tears and nosebleeds all over his face.

Feng Chen stood watching him, then walked up a few steps, leaned over and grabbed his collar.

Father Chen's swollen eyes finally revealed panic: "Don't act recklessly, don't act recklessly."

Feng Chen said to him word by word: "I don't beat your son, so you have to manage him well. If you don't manage well, if he bullies my child once in the future, I will beat you like this once."